"I'm willin' as far as I'm concerned, Richard, but I've had my instructions." "I tell you I'll take care of it," said Richard Alger.

"I'll settle all the damages with the town.

Come, Sylvia, get off." And Sylvia Crane stepped weakly off the wood-sled, and Richard Alger helped her into the house.

"Why, you can't hardly walk," said he, and Sylvia had never heard anything like the tenderness in his tone.

He bent down and rolled away the stone.